I figure now would be a good time for a rant : So bonehead got his moody boots on, and left. So I have no friends now! Zip… I mean, there’s Tim. And he may be a philosophical owner of a P.H.D. (which to me stands for: ‘Piled Higher and Deeper’…), yet he’s not the kind of person I’d normally be friends with. He looks like: ‘The Fly’… He walks all bent over! His eyes bug out! And he has to throw up his food to digest it! I dunno… It’s like living with Peter Lorrie… The guy gives my a case of: ‘The hee bee gee bee’s!’ (They’re friendly bees with a good sence of humor, and always amazed saying: ‘Gee??’, and hehehehe…).

Good news from afar : Marcus Lascivious Crassus, alias The Mad Man, alias our Drummer, might be getting a new car from his Mum, so he’ll be able to pick me up for the ‘occasional’ band practice, if we can get Two Dogs (The Bass Player) to drop me off on the way back home… I’d do the next 40 miles by bus. Leslie (The Sand Witch I live with), would be furious with me for drinking, but it would be nice to lap back few cold ones! She’ll throw punches at me! I’ll just have to dodge them as best I can.

I like being alone : I don’t know why, but I like being alone… Living here, for all in tents and porpoises, I AM alone. Sometimes it’s ‘pandemonium’ out there; a museum for Panda bears only… It seems this has been a helpful rant after all! I made a decision, which is a capital investment for a depressiod! And now I’d like to leave you with an uplifting song that brings JOY to my life (Though I barely know her!), and brightens my mood…